Chapter Thirteen
Holt
I can’t believe I found Joey’s s*x toy. Can’t believe I just picked it up and started messing with it before realizing what it was. I’m such an i***t. I should probably do something nice to apologize—I wonder if there’s a funny greeting card that would make up for that misstep. I won’t let myself imagine her pressing that small vibrator right to her …
Nope. Not going there. Not unless I want to march right back upstairs and have a repeat of last night’s s***k session.
I help myself to a cup of coffee and when I spot Willow outside on the deck, I make my way outside.
“Hey sis.”
Her eyes snap up to mine. She’s flipping through a fashion magazine. “Hey. Join me.”
I settle into the chair beside her and sip my coffee.
“What did you end up doing last night?”
She
